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Geri McGovern was the most beautiful girl in the school. Don't take my word for it. She was prom queen our junior year in high school and again for the senior prom. She was Miss Stephentown for the Tricentennial, and then was the county's representative in the Miss Florida contest, which of course, she won.

She was 5'11" tall without heels, and in the one-piece swimsuit she wore in those beauty contests, her body was perfect. One judge was overheard whispering that her boobs were too big; "disproportional," he said. Is that even possible? Geri was blonde, in a Scandinavian kinda' way.

We grew up across the street from each other, but she barely acknowledged my existence. I'm Micah Conners, but everyone calls me Mickey. And why should Geri know I existed? My driver's license says I'm 5'6" tall. That's clearly an exaggeration. She ran in the most elite clique in school while I was the nerdy, pimply face kid always in the library.

Other than living on the same block, the only thing Geri and I had in common was that we went to the state university together. I went because I'm really smart; I'm not making that up. My report cards never saw a B, and even an A- was a rarity. Besides, I had a full scholarship, and my parents didn't have the money for me to go anyplace else.

Geri also had a full scholarship. The State University wanted the most beautiful girl in the state there, and like my family, Geri's didn't have any money.

I know you're dying to know about our sex lives. Of course, you are, that's why you're reading this. I didn't have one, unless you count Miss Arlene Musgrave. She was in her forties, maybe fifties, when I was a senior in high school. There were rumors that if you gave her $20, she'd let you fuck her and for $40, she'd give you a blowjob. They weren't rumors.

I worked part-time at the local hardware store, and rather than save money for college, once a month I'd visit Miss Musgrave, who lived on the outskirts of town. It was Miss Musgrave who took my virginity, but after the first time I visited her, unless you count a blowjob, I was still a virgin. "Come back anytime, Mickey. My pussy would love to get to know your big cock."

Did I have a big cock? I don't know. The only thing big about me was my brain. I avoided gym class like the plague, and those communal showers. When I did, I certainly didn't look at other guys. Besides, nobody had an erection. I thought Miss Musgrave said that to all the guys; anyone who'd give her $20 or $40.

Miss Musgrave took my virginity, but I liked her blowjobs better. "Mickey, she'd tell me, where does a little guy get such a big cock? You know, I've known lots of men, yours is the only one I had trouble getting it all in my mouth." Did she say that to all the guys, too?

Don't laugh, throughout high school, Miss Musgrave was my only "date." She taught me how to fuck and how to delay cumming as long as possible. When she blew me, she'd take it out of her mouth when she thought I was close. "Wait, wait, don't, not yet. Miss Musgrave wants to suck your big cock all night."

She didn't really mean all night. Besides, I was in high school, I had a curfew. And I suspect, there were other guys waiting their turn.

As for Geri McGovern. You'd think she'd be the most popular girl in school and have a date every weekend. Guys would be lined up to fuck her. When I told Miss Musgrave I was there for a blowjob, she'd put on a bright red lipstick, and I'd watch those lips slide up and down my cock. Geri wore a similar bright red lipstick. I fantasized about those lips doing to my cock what Miss Musgrave's did. When I say fantasized, you know I mean jerked off.

As it turned out Geri McGovern didn't really "date" either. I found that out at the end of the first semester at the university when we took the Greyhound home for Christmas. She ended up sitting next to me on the bus. "It's Micah, right?"

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